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    “Roar——”

    “Argh——”

    The strange-eyed star beast howled in anger at the sky.

    The star beast that had just been sent to scout finally returned, bringing news from the universe: the first batch of dispatched star beasts had completely vanished.

    “Argh!”

    Useless!

    The strange-eyed beast was furious.

    The round pupils of the gold and silver star beasts contracted, their breaths becoming agitated.

    Having traveled through countless star regions, witnessed numerous star systems, and even conquered countless planets, it was now infuriated to hear about this dual-star system.

    No lifeform from any star system could injure it so severely.

    And no star system had persistently brought it such torment.

    This damned feeling of anger was just as familiar as it was a century ago.

    The strange-eyed beast let out another roar, its mental power stirring the surrounding star beasts, causing the energies in the world to fluctuate.

    “Ugh, argh.”

    A golden star beast stood up, indicating that it had been to the twin star system and had severely injured their army. It could lead a pack of beasts to search for the lost Blue Star humans.

    The strange-eyed beast: “Roar.”

    A single pack of beasts was not enough!

    Not nearly enough!!

    Looking at the star beasts that were crawling on the planet, the strange-eyed beast let out another call, but this time it conveyed an order without any emotional outburst.

    The beasts on this planet and those wandering around the surrounding planets, born from their packs, all heard it.

    —— All star beasts should return to the pack immediately.

    —— The king beast will send more than half of the pack’s star beasts to set off again to the twin star system to search for the Blue Star humans.

    —— This time, they must bring the Blue Star humans back.

    —— At any cost!

    Shi Xing withdrew his spiritual power from the first crack within Chi Yao, slowly changing his tone.

    The mist gathered, blocking all energy outflows.

    At this moment, the bottom of his mental sea was unusually active.

    Er Ya remained silent the whole time but immediately looked toward Shi Xing.

    “Not bad.”

    Knowing what Er Ya wanted to ask, Shi Xing replied.

    “The concentration of mutated spiritual power is too high; I haven’t encountered it much, so,” he changed his tone again, saying, “the mental sea is excited again.”

    He hadn’t encountered mutated levels of spiritual power at such a degree before.

    Logically, after so many years, it should have been more mellow, but Shi Xing felt otherwise.

    It still felt very violent.

    He didn’t know if the star beast that injured Chi Yao had special talents.

    At first, he controlled it well, uniformly drawing it out, but as he drew out the last bit, his devouring ability uncontrollably rapidly extracted the mutated spiritual power.

    However, Shi Xing hesitated for a moment before shifting his focus immediately.

    “Your Highness, are you okay?”

    Chi Yao had his head lowered and had hardly said anything since his spiritual power had been drawn away.

    Knowing that the other party could tolerate a lot, Shi Xing couldn’t help but feel worried.

    After asking the question, it took a while to get a reply similar to Shi Xing’s, “Not bad.”

    But the tone was too different; Shi Xing was just somewhat drained, while Chi Yao’s voice was already hoarse.

    Exchanging a glance with Er Ya, Shi Xing used his talent to look at Chi Yao’s mental sea and realized.

    The spiritual power of the star beasts was finally no longer deeply embedded in the bottom of the mental sea, and the old cracks were healing.

    It wasn’t a comfortable process.

    In fact, Shi Xing often found it hard to imagine how Chi Yao managed to act like nothing was wrong while carrying a damaged mental sea.

    Was he… used to it?

    At this thought, Shi Xing felt something squeeze his heart uncomfortably.

    Just as he raised his hand to release healing spiritual power, Chi Yao pressed it down, “Let’s both take a break.”

    Chi Yao spoke softly but authoritatively, “Your devouring talent is still not that controllable; no need to rush the healing, you also calm down.”

    Alright, although the time was short, the prince still noticed the uncontrollability of his ability.

    Healing too deeply required a higher level of spiritual power, and Er Ya couldn’t help much. Shi Xing’s spiritual power wasn’t heavily drained, and since the mist was closed, she couldn’t replenish anything. After thinking, Er Ya released her spiritual power into the air, filling the room.

    The spiritual power of the Blue Star humans was gentle and could relax the nerves.

    How to say it, even if it was slight, providing a little help was still good.

    Chi Yao’s brows gradually relaxed.

    Once Shi Xing’s mental sea calmed down, Er Ya curiously asked, “What level do you think the spiritual power of the star beasts is?”

    Shi Xing truthfully replied, “Close to a king beast.”

    Chi Yao smiled, nodding, “Yes, when we fought back then, my father also evaluated it like this.”

    Shi Xing: “There’s also some bad news.”

    “I feel that there is familiar energy within this spiritual power.”

    It was this familiarity that caused Shi Xing’s talent to uncontrollably absorb them.

    “There’s a high chance it also comes from that king beast’s pack.”

    After a moment of silence, Chi Yao said, “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I’d have forgotten; given the lifespan of star beasts, it should still be alive.”

    The king beast was still alive.

    The one that injured Chi Yao was born later, so with such a high level of spiritual power, coupled with mutation, it was quite natural for it to still exist.

    Shi Xing joked, “If that’s the case, then good; I can take revenge.”

    Chi Yao nodded.

    These few remarks had a somewhat bitter humor, and Er Ya did not disturb them.

    Chi Yao had a total of five cracks, and they had only drawn the most shallow one. There were still four left.

    By the end, everyone probably wouldn’t feel too relaxed.

    Er Ya’s thoughts were quickly confirmed.

    Shi Xing slowed down again, withdrawing his spiritual power more delicately, and the second crack was successfully cleaned out.

    As for the third crack, Shi Xing was still fine.

    But this crack looked very different in shape and appearance; it seemed narrow, and during the process of drawing it out, Shi Xing realized it was deep, very deep.

    It was almost about to split the entire bottom of the mental sea.

    The shallow part was alright, but drawing out the spiritual power from the bottom, Chi Yao couldn’t maintain his sitting position; large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and the veins bulged at his temples and neck. Even without speaking, both Shi Xing and Er Ya could sense the pain he was experiencing.

    Especially based on Chi Yao’s strong endurance, this pain reached its peak.

    “Don’t mind me, keep going.”

    When Shi Xing proposed a short break, Chi Yao rejected it.

    Taking a deep breath, Chi Yao said, “It’ll still be uncomfortable later; better to finish it at once.”

    That was indeed reasonable.

    But during the process, Shi Xing inevitably felt heartache.

    Seeing Chi Yao in pain made him feel even more blocked.

    Since he wouldn’t allow a pause, Shi Xing once again slowed down the extraction speed. Involving Chi Yao, Er Ya noticed that Shi Xing’s control over his talent had improved, displaying a meticulousness he normally couldn’t reach.

    The last bit took half an hour. Chi Yao shifted from the seated position common for therapists during healing sessions to leaning against the wall in a reclined position.

    Most of his weight leaned against the wall, his face clammy with sweat. Due to the stripping of the mutated spiritual power, the mental sea stirred violently, making it hard to control; in fact, by the end, Chi Yao barely had the energy to control anything.

    Once his back was completely soaked in sweat, Shi Xing finally withdrew his hand, “Alright.”

    The tumultuous mental sea caused the contract to shine once more, soothingly.

    The mutated energy in this crack was very high; having absorbed so much, Shi Xing felt somewhat uncomfortable, but he still immediately released healing spiritual power. Chi Yao wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, but upon seeing Shi Xing’s expression, he shut his mouth.

    Shi Xing wouldn’t listen to him now.

    In fact, it was indeed the case.

    Feeling Chi Yao’s mental sea beginning to calm down, Shi Xing propped himself up and headed out.

    When he returned, Xu Jin and Yan Changyue were following behind him.

    Yan Changyue handed a hot towel to Er Ya; the palace attendants were always so considerate.

    In Er Ya’s view, the somewhat lacking Shi Xing knelt in front of Chi Yao, seriously taking a towel from Xu Jin’s plate and carefully wiping Chi Yao’s face and neck.

    Thinking of something, Er Ya averted her gaze.

    Shi Xing wiped meticulously, and Chi Yao smiled, “You can wait to wipe it; I’m still sweating.”

    His words were lighthearted, meant to ease the heavy atmosphere.

    But he saw his little partner pressing his lips together and solemnly saying, “It’s fine; I’ll wipe it again when you sweat.”

    So very serious.

    Chi Yao’s heart softened, and due to his discomfort, he couldn’t say much, gently holding Shi Xing’s hand.

    Shi Xing was momentarily startled, instinctively intertwining his fingers with Chi Yao’s, switching hands to continue wiping for His Highness.

    As he wiped Chi Yao’s neck and noticed his clothes were completely soaked, Shi Xing decided to change Chi Yao into a fresh set of loungewear. Chi Yao hadn’t borrowed Er Ya as an excuse; the perceptive therapist rose from the floor and promptly left the energy isolation room, resolutely refusing to be a third wheel.

    Chi Yao: “…”

    Alright, changing was nothing.

    After getting everything in order, Chi Yao also felt tidied up and comfortable.

    Shi Xing asked Yan Changyue to get a low-sitting rattan chair with a back, allowing Chi Yao to sit.

    There were still two cracks left, and it was likely there would be further energy drain. Knowing Chi Yao’s etiquette was ingrained in him and he cared about his image, Shi Xing didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable later.

    Watching everything unfold from outside, Er Ya clicked her tongue, “Little couple.”

    Fu Qing whispered, “Many people on Star Network are envious.”

    Er Ya smiled, “Not envious; who hasn’t experienced that before?”

    By the end of her smile, there was an inexplicable bitterness; Er Ya lowered her head, drifting away.

    Fei Chu suddenly spoke up, “Experiencing it doesn’t mean it won’t happen again.”

    Er Ya was unconcerned, “Perhaps.”

    But deep down, she knew she didn’t have that inclination, lacking the impulses and energy for it anymore. Fei Chu wanted to say something but ultimately swallowed it.

    Just as lunch approached, the treatment was interrupted for a meal.

    Not wanting to put pressure on Shi Xing, Xu Jin didn’t let the waiting officials and military officers enter the palace; he simply instructed the attendants to take good care of them. At midday, the palace opened rooms for Ren Yan Yong and the others, and after a brief thought, a few of the elders understood Xu Jin’s intention. They didn’t want to disturb Shi Xing and thus followed the palace’s arrangements.

    When Wei Zhen was resting, he saw Ren Yan Yong praying.

    Only then did he remember that the Speaker had a faith.

    Zhuang Yuan, seeing Ren Yan Yong praying and having the same faith, silently joined in, hoping for everything to go smoothly today.

    When Wei Zhen went into the room to put something down and came back out, a row of officials stood along the corridor.

    Wei Zhen was surprised, “General Ye, you have no faith, right?”

    Ye Jun replied devoutly, “It’s fine; Chairman Ren said anyone can pray.”

    Ren Yan Yong: “Shh! Be quiet; sincerity brings the spirit!!”

    Before long, an attendant passed by and discovered all the civil and military officers praying by the large windows, with the gestures of Chairman Wei Zhen particularly standard.

    During lunchtime, Shi Xing and Chi Yao did not go down; they dined in an upstairs restaurant, just the two of them.

    Chi Yao’s fingers trembled slightly, and Shi Xing pretended not to see, matching Chi Yao’s slowed pace.

    Xu Jin kindly placed a small plate of shrimp on the table. Today, the order was reversed, and Shi Xing lowered his head to peel, preparing two for Chi Yao.

    Chi Yao’s gaze flickered; he said nothing but finished those two shrimp.

    It had been a long time since he had felt this cared for, since his parents passed away.

    During the afternoon nap, Shi Xing adjusted the blankets, and Chi Yao touched his face, receiving a radiant smile that was truly beautiful.

    Chi Yao suddenly felt at ease.

    He no longer disliked the discomfort of the treatment.

    People from the Empire recovered quickly; after the midday rest, Chi Yao seemed normal.

    However, there were still two difficult cracks to handle.

    And the treatment moved from easy to difficult.

    The remaining two were both wide and deep.

    Shi Xing first used his spiritual power to test; sensing the activity of mutated spiritual power within the two cracks, he grew serious.

    Er Ya could provide some spiritual power for the contract.

    The other portion which required a higher-level spiritual power would be supplied by Shi Xing.

    He began charging the contract with energy before commencing the next step of treatment.

    After reaching the later stages of drawing spiritual power from the fourth crack, Chi Yao’s mental sea stirred, and a fierce wind circled their quarters. Fearing debris blown in by the wind, Er Ya raised a barrier for them.

    Shi Xing hesitated over whether or not to continue, anxious, “Why is this happening?”

    Er Ya seemed to know, “The spiritual power of the star beasts has been embedded in his mental sea for too long, too deeply; his mental sea is feeling discomfort.”

    “Then I…”

    Before Shi Xing could finish, Chi Yao took over.

    Chi Yao declared firmly, “Continue.”

    Er Ya felt reluctant but had to say, “You might need to be quicker; his innate talent carried by his spiritual power, during upheaval, could cause unpredictable damage; we can’t delay.”

    Er Ya really didn’t know how resistant the palace’s buildings were to wind.

    Taking a step back, the wild winds caused by Chi Yao’s uncontrollable spiritual power and those produced by normal weather changes might not be the same.

    Given Chi Yao’s level of spiritual power, it was likely to be much more terrifying.

    Chi Yao decisively stated, “Then hurry, I’m fine.”

    Er Ya looked at Chi Yao, speechless.

    Chi Yao’s appearance, in comparison to his described state, wasn’t the same at all; one could hardly link them.

    Anyone seeing Chi Yao wouldn’t think he was “fine.”

    Shi Xing gritted his teeth, furrowed his brows; after a moment of confusion, he sped up his extraction of spiritual power.

    Under such intense application, the devouring talent became extraordinarily active, and Shi Xing inevitably consumed some energy from the inner walls of Chi Yao’s mental sea.

    As he sensed it just then, he panicked for a moment.

    On the contrary, Chi Yao soothed him, saying, “It’s fine; the Chairman will be fine.”

    “The mental sea of Empire people is strong; no need to worry.”

    Their roots were different.

    Even though Shi Xing knew, he still couldn’t help but feel a sting in his nose.

    Furrowing his brows again, Shi Xing operated more cautiously.

    One after another, the barriers set up by the officers outside began transitioning smoothly. By the end, four or five layers of barriers had been erected inside and outside the room, and the energy closures in various rooms and corridors were all opened by the attendants.

    When the mutated spiritual power within the fourth crack was completely absorbed, Chi Yao’s body swayed slightly.

    In the next moment, Shi Xing tightly held both of Chi Yao’s hands as support.

    Chi Yao opened his eyes wearily; he didn’t know when Shi Xing had moved right in front of him, worriedly gazing at him.

    A light sheen of sweat had already formed on his forehead.

    Chi Yao chuckled, his voice so low only Shi Xing could hear, “We seem quite helpless.”

    Shi Xing managed a smile, but the corners of his eyes turned red.

    His mentality couldn’t handle it~

    He wanted to tease but held back, realizing Shi Xing was worried about whom, and didn’t say it out loud.

    Xu Jin and Yan Changyue once again entered with towels.

    Shi Xing took one and was about to press it against Chi Yao’s head when Chi Yao’s long fingers blocked him, gently pushing him away.

    The towel brushed Shi Xing’s face.

    Only then did Xu Jin realize Shi Xing wasn’t in great shape either; he instantly became Chi Yao’s spokesperson, “Xing Xing, you should wipe yourself first; take care of yourself before looking after the prince.”

    Chi Yao nodded.

    “Okay.” Shi Xing smiled again, but it made his nostrils ache a little more.

    It hurt.

    This time, the wind caused some damage; the attendants needed to tidy up the quarters.

    And the weakness from the morning hadn’t completely faded; by the afternoon, the mental sea stirred again, the contract glimmering; it couldn’t dim again.

    —— Chi Yao’s mental sea probably wouldn’t calm down for a while.

    After changing into a fresh set of clothes.

    Shi Xing began to hesitate on whether to extract the spiritual power from the last crack.

    Er Ya advised extraction.

    The reasoning from the therapist was very clinical and cold.

    Chi Yao was from the Empire; he could endure and push through.

    That was the logic, but Shi Xing found it hard to summon the heart to do so.

    In the moment when everyone’s opinions diverged, Fei Chu clearly stated, “Ask cousin; it’s his mental sea.”

    Shi Xing ultimately continued the treatment.

    One remark from Chi Yao moved him.

    Chi Yao smiled, but his face for the first time expressed emotions toward the cracks, “Continue; these things have been in my mental sea for so many years. Honestly… I really hate them.”

    “Doctor Shi, help me?”

    Shi Xing couldn’t bring himself to say “no.”

    Turning his face away, he ultimately nodded.

    Approaching evening, the sunset blazed like blood, the dreamlike brilliance filling the sky.

    The final treatment began.

    At the start of this treatment, the bedroom cleared of people.

    All the ornaments placed outside were gathered by robots, leaving the table where Shi Xing and the others were thoroughly bare. Er Ya also emerged from the shielding room to maintain the barrier outside.

    The barriers for the later stages of the fourth treatment opened in succession.

    Chi Yao sat, and as Shi Xing raised his hand and gazed at the drained Chi Yao, he hesitated to use his spiritual power.

    Shi Xing: “Otherwise, Your Highness, you can lie down; it’s the same for me.”

    But the sensation for Chi Yao felt starkly different.

    Chi Yao again denied, “No.”

    But the reason was very private, “I want to see your face.”

    Shi Xing felt a warmth in his eyes, struggling to control himself.

    “Alright.” His voice trembled, as if he was the one being treated.

    Once more raising his hand, Shi Xing released his spiritual power.

    The mental sea, having been toyed with four or five times, looked intact, but inside there were still unseen injuries yet to be healed.

    Engaging in treatment once again, the turmoil of the mental sea intensified significantly.

    As it reached the later stages, Chi Yao closed his eyes, cold sweat pouring down without stop, frowning yet remaining silent.

    Realizing something, Shi Xing said, “Your Highness, you don’t need to control your spiritual power.”

    That was too difficult for Chi Yao.

    Before Chi Yao could refuse, Shi Xing opened the barrier; his special barrier could absorb all spiritual power, including the restless parts of Chi Yao.

    Chi Yao glanced over and relaxed his posture.

    During the last session, no significant damage occurred outside, but Shi Xing’s barrier released three to four times to absorb Chi Yao’s uncontrolled spiritual power that leaked out during treatment.

    The setting sun bled like a star, and Yao Star and Can Star slowly descended in the west.

    The summer air was pure, and the rays refracted the evening glow more dreamily, like a Muse’s inspiration pouring forth, akin to a magnificent blessing from the universe.

    With the devouring speed not slowing, at a certain moment, a pair of cold, eerie pupils emerged in Shi Xing’s mind.

    Round pupils.

    Seeping black in the night.

    He felt an extreme danger from the golden fur.

    In the next moment, the treatment was completed.

    Did he… see the star beast that had injured the prince?

    It was uncertain.

    That little surprise quickly slipped from Shi Xing’s mind.

    Your Highness!

    When Chi Yao wanted to topple to the side, he was embraced by a pair of arms, stable and reliable, someone he could trust.

    Lifting his eyelids, Shi Xing held him tightly.

    Feeling Shi Xing still releasing healing spiritual power, Chi Yao asked in astonishment, “Aren’t you going to take a break?”

    Releasing the barrier three to four times was also quite energy-draining.

    In the midst, he had been controlling the devouring talent all along; given Chi Yao’s high level, Shi Xing didn’t have much spiritual power left.

    Shi Xing shook his head stubbornly.

    Chi Yao wanted to say something, but in the end, he just raised his hand, returning the affection to Shi Xing.

    “I can’t help you.” Chi Yao said softly.

    Shi Xing, with a heavy nasal tone, repeated Chi Yao’s words, “We can be helpless together.”

    Chi Yao wanted to smile but lacked the strength; in the end, he merely pressed the side of his face against Shi Xing’s.

    “Little prince is right.”

    Sensing the calming of the spiritual power, Er Ya rushed over to check at once upon seeing the scene in the shielding room, she paused for a moment and turned to leave.

    Fei Chu hurriedly stepped forward, “Hey, where are you going? They…”

    Before finishing, he saw it.

    Speechless.

    He began to reflect on whether his voice was too loud, possibly disturbing the two inside the room.

    Er Ya: “Shh——!”

    Pushing Fei Chu along, she began to shepherd everyone back to their positions, suggesting to shout if needed.

    After a short while, Shi Xing finally used his communicator to call for help.

    Xu Jin was the first to rush in; Shi Xing sat with Chi Yao leaning against him, eyes closed.

    Shi Xing pressed a finger to his lips softly, “Your Highness is too uncomfortable, asleep.”

    Xu Jin nodded, his movements lightened.

    Pausing for a moment before taking a deep breath, Shi Xing declared, “The treatment is complete; all mutated spiritual power has been drawn out.”

    Even though he knew there would be no failure, hearing it at that moment left Xu Jin stunned.

    Subsequently, he fell silent, his eyes tearing up.

    Nodding heavily, Xu Jin found himself speechless.

    He had long awaited this day.

    The royal family had also waited long for this day.

    Indeed, the entire imperial capital, the entire empire…

    Fortunately, this day had ultimately arrived.

    Ren Yan Yong, Wei Zhen, and a group of military officers hadn’t even met Shi Xing and Chi Yao but felt a strange sensation at the moment the dust settled.

    Those who had watched Chi Yao grow felt warmth in their eyes; after confirming it several times, they left satisfied with the news.

    After arranging everything for Chi Yao and adjusting the blankets for him, Shi Xing finally noticed that Ren Yan Yong and the others had come.

    After thinking for a moment, Shi Xing said, “I’ll escort them out of the palace.”

    After all, he had waited so long for Chi Yao; sending them away without meeting would be too impolite.

    This was the best way to handle it, and Xu Jin nodded in agreement.

    Watching Shi Xing’s back, he increasingly felt that Shi Xing had grown up, capable of shouldering the responsibilities of the royal family.

    As Shi Xing exited the quarters, his steps faltered as he looked up.

    The sky had not yet completely darkened, and he saw the stunning face of the evening glow before it disappeared.

    So breathtakingly beautiful.

    But what Shi Xing was looking at wasn’t the evening glow.

    Instead, it was the depths of the universe.

    He sensed something coming towards him, in massive waves.

    It was… the star beast pack.

    That feeling was still fleeting.

    Yet Shi Xing didn’t think it was fake.

    His expression darkened significantly.

    Time was running out.

    After a day of labor, Shi Xing slept early and deeply.

    Since Chi Yao wasn’t injured, the two did not sleep apart. However, Shi Xing didn’t dare nestle in Chi Yao’s arms like he used to, keeping a certain distance between them.

    Fortunately, the bed was big enough for that.

    In the early morning, he inexplicably woke up, reaching out to touch the side but finding nothing. Startled, he jolted awake.

    The robot was by the bedside, and upon seeing the text message left by Chi Yao, Shi Xing relaxed.

    【Downstairs, the courtyard——Chi Yao】

    Shi Xing draped on a sleep robe and went downstairs. The sky had brightened, with the morning light gently shining, marking the start of a new day.

    In the garden, he saw Chi Yao.

    Chi Yao was admiring plants, his expression tranquil.

    “Your Highness,” Shi Xing uncertainly called.

    Chi Yao looked up, surprised for a moment, then waved at him.

    Shi Xing approached, “What are you… looking at?”

    Shi Xing could no longer sense anything unusual in Chi Yao’s mental sea.

    While surprised, Shi Xing couldn’t help but marvel at the robust physical quality of the people from the empire.

    Chi Yao replied, “I’m feeling the wind.”

    “It’s the sensation I had before I was injured.”

    He hadn’t experienced his talent from such a perspective for a long time.

    There was no pain, nor did he need to deliberately restrain his spiritual power.

    Chi Yao raised his hand, and the gentle wind swirled around Shi Xing, soft and delicate, brushing against his skin. Shi Xing felt a slight tickle and burst into laughter.

    Chi Yao said, “Actually, there’s one more thing I want to do.”

    Suddenly, he extended his hand toward Shi Xing.

    “Would you like to join me, the other monarch of the empire?”

    Shi Xing was confused but slowly placed his hand in Chi Yao’s.

    That morning, after decades, the royal family’s powerful spiritual energy once again enveloped the imperial capital.

    While another wind, originating from the capital, endlessly swept over every piece of sky in the empire.

    “His Majesty is well?”

    The old man Chang Quan, who had just risen to exercise early in the morning, muttered in disbelief upon sensing the spiritual power in the air.

    The therapist Hual Li of the Fifth Legion looked to the sky, reached out, and felt a breeze settle on his fingertips.

    “His Majesty’s mental sea has been healed.”

    His partner, Xiang Wenyin, stated.

    Hual Li chuckled, lowering his hand.

    When the wind reached the Northern Territory, Tan Yan from the Seventh Legion was the first to notice.

    “It’s His Majesty’s spiritual power.”

    “His Majesty is sweeping through the empire with his spiritual power.”

    Tan Yan exclaimed joyfully.

    This also meant Chi Yao’s mental sea was finally fine.

    Yun Wu extended her hand to the sky, then shook her head, “It’s not only His Majesty’s spiritual power.”

    She chuckled, “And there’s Prince Shi Xing’s.”

    Tan Chi, who had received treatment from Shi Xing, confirmed, “It’s two sources of spiritual power.”

    However, Blue Star humans’ spiritual power was too gentle, blending harmoniously with nature, making it difficult to detect.

    Yun Wu’s partner, Tan Wen, remarked, “That’s wonderful.”

    Yun Wu nodded, her smile radiant, “Yes, it’s truly marvelous.”

    The powerful monarch of the empire had returned.

    Perhaps this generation was stronger than the past two monarchs combined.

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